Sander Sides Virgil Novels & Stories

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I asked this time. “It’s not that I am keeping it from you. I just don’t know how you will take it,” He reasoned. “Please say it,” I permitted his candidness. “Curtis thinks that you, my dear Sianna, killed his mate so that you can be with him,” Virgil explained contemptuously. “This can’t be real,” I thought aloud with utter frustration. Vance looked at me intently, his face turned to disgust slowly. “If I were him, I would find a way to get to you.” Virgil put himself in Curtis’ shoes for a minute, “A desperate man will take extreme measures as Chloe did. Please be on the lookout.”

Sander and Erik came back to the castle, their arms and legs were still shaking from their fear of the thieves, also the excitement and joy from the kiss they shared. They bathed and had dinner together. Sander asked the chef to cook all Erik's favorite dishes. He wanted to forget all the past events and concentrate more on the new present. After their kiss, Sander had a very strange feeling. A feeling, he had not felt for years—happiness. "Your Highness," Jeremy interrupted their quiet moment, then he stared at Erik shyly and gave him an envelope, "A letter from Virtus."

The priest said a lot more that I didn't understand. "Sandy Saaverda, do you take Miles Virgilio to be your wife? Promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honor her?" the priest asked Zandy. I can't understand myself but why am I nervous about his answer when I shouldn't care about that? "I do!" he answered in front, followed by the applause of those present. I gulped when the priest turned to me and asked me the same question. I feel like I'm speechless and I don't know what to say.

he grinned and then laughed. "Do you want storytime before you die? Sounds exciting. Hating on Lucius and cursing him with your last breath before you die would be satisfying for me. I would stand right here and lay your corpse in front of me and then tell him that your last words were 'I hate Devine with all my life and I would not forgive him even in the afterlife'. That would be so exciting" Sandro cackled. "Your darling Lucius Devine..." Sandro crouched down in front of me and reached his hand to my face.

I also figured out that Virgil was also a model. Virgil said that he was here to meet his brother as well. I have a hunch that Virgil was that fish Gheuver has caught. Why? Gheuver isn't the kind of person who can have a normal conversation with other people. He is super sarcastic and stubborn, he can turn any peaceful conversation into a fearful fight and obscene argument.

ASHTON Lincoln smiled. "We'll all protect you, Maddy. Just try not to outrun us." "Virgins don't die in horror movies," I interjected, crossing my arms as a breeze swept through. "You've got it backward." "Sleazy characters die first," Sandro remarked from the ground, unbuttoning another button on his white shirt, unfazed by the cold. "Well, in that case, most of us will die," Davin said, tying a bandana around his forehead.

I am accused of violating the agreement, which tarnishes my honourable reputation. I look up to find Viktor peering down at me with a scowl on his face. "We left Sicily on good terms with the Venturi family. It was the Ferrari family we executed as a favour to the Venturi's." Viktor says as he tries to figure out why Sandro believes it was us that executed his father.